He could feel something growing within him…his desire, and his hands reached out on their own accord to cup her breasts and tease the nipples.She ga...ped at the pleasure. ‘Yes…just like that.’His hands kept rubbing as he sat up, looking at her perfect breasts. He squirmed slightly, feeling his shirt and pants felt a little tight, but ignored it, too wrapped up in what he was doing.‘It looks so beautiful…’ He said as if hypnotized. ‘Thank you.’ She replied, cupping his head and pulling it towards. He was a lightskinned black man, probably around 28, who stood around 6'4" and carriedhimself like a king. I was instantly impressed by his manner and hisincredible physique. I prided myself on being in excellent shape but Devput me to shame.We talked a lot about my injury and Dev told me about his background andphilosophy. He was into bodies and fitness and he talked a great game abouthow he was going to improve my recovery. He had me totally at ease.Stepping out of the room, he told me to. Beth took the other and did the same, rising to meet her mother’s lips with her own. Beth’s cunt, now within my reach became a target for my fingers.“No,” Beth said breaking her kiss, “it’s too tender. Just wait a little.”I settled for rubbing her back as she moved her face down to suck on the nipple her fingers had left. Fran, still grinding against me, was breathing hard with her eyes closed and inviting mouth wide open.“Oh shit,” escaped her.“Fuck, Fran,” I whispered, “you feel so. I began wishing I wasn’t letting it happen and that it was me about to fuck her. Then I came all over my trousers as my sexy wife showed him in. She saw me and walked over swaying her hips seductively. She told me not to come back for at least three hours. As she walked away, she turned back and said loudly, “I’m going to get fucked properly for once, by a real man. I’m going to let Carl come inside me, so go and wank your pathetic dick over that!”I went to the pub. I got jealous but also.